HAPPY SHABBAT ~ Honoring Yeshua

Yesterday was ‘earth day’: I didn’t engage.

I enjoy Earth, and the things on Earth – but I do not worship Earth.

I worship Yeshua: the Creator. 

Yeshua created Earth and everything in it; on it, below it, and above it.

Yeshua is Who should be honored on earth day.

Earth would not exist without Him.

Silly humans worshipping the created thing rather than honoring the Creator, would not exist if not for Him.

So, tonight, this Shabbat, I am honoring Yeshua as I reflect on the enjoyable day, I had Monday thru Thursday this week: immersing myself in the beauty of His created nature explorations.

And while reflecting and thanking Him, I will enjoy the fruits of Earth with a goblet of blackberry wine 😉

Earth day mania is even being promoted by religious organizations – their intentions may be coming from a good heart, but their worldly thinking is overriding their spiritual common sense; and placing them in a precarious eternal situation. In their rush to blend with worldly minded people, they have lost sight of what is truly important – and Who is truly worthy of attention.

If your parent (example: Elohei) gave you a gift (example: Earth and everything pertaining to Earth), and you loved the gift more than your parent – there’s something wrong: your affections should be towards your parent, not the gift.

To focus totally on the gift and ignore your parent is inordinate affection (not normal/wrong minded).

And that is what is happening in the world today … Elohei; more specifically, Yeshua (Who is Creator) is being shunned while His creations (the universe, the world, human beings, animals) are being elevated to god-status (except for babies – babies are being murdered wholesale, with no remorse whatsoever).

It’s lopsided thinking.

And that wrong-minded thinking is why Earth, and the things that inhabit the Earth find themselves in the pace they are at, today.

Affections are showered on the wrong things.

The gifts are idolized and worshipped.

And Yeshua is kicked out of everything.

Mocked and scorned.

People have placed their heart and head above rationality.

Scripture says that whoever trusts their own heart is a fool because the heart can deceive us: the heart will play games, and the mind will follow along. This can sometimes lead to disaster.

And we are currently living in disastrous times.

That is why it is so important to set oneself aside and concentrate on the Creator, rather than the created.

The universe is awesome to contemplate, and the heavenly lights (sun, moon, stars, comets, ect.) are pretty shiny things, exciting in their own way – but they are created things: they cannot give life. Yeshua created life on Earth to revolve around those heavenly lights … but they are not life-givers; and someday they will cease to function – their light will go out, and Earth’s balance will be severely altered.

Only Yeshua can give life.

Only Yeshua can illuminate with eternal purpose.

Earth is exciting – there are many things to see and experience on this planet. We can make a home on Earth … but, earth is not our Home. Our bodies – and every living thing on Earth carry the same DNA, to a degree (because we were all created from the dust of the Earth); BUT only a human being has a soul. Trees, flowers, and herbs do not carry the eternal life force in them … these things can be harvested and eaten (homes, boats, animal shelters, ect., can be built from trees): it is forbidden for humans to eat humans – human beings carry the eternal life force (aka; soul). Some trees and plants are used for clothing for humans.

Animals are pretty to look at and enjoy as domestic pets … but animals do not have that special thing that humans have – they do not have souls. An animal cannot experience salvation. Scripture says that it is forbidden for humans to mate with animals; though there is an earth-dust-DNA link between animal and human, because both were created from the dust of the earth – the species are distinctly different in life force and spiritual purpose.

Animals can show affection to humans, but animals cannot share in humanity. Animals can learn humanistic behaviors, but animals do not comprehend humanity by themselves: animals and humans are hardwired differently. Their needs and purposes are vastly different. Some animals are designed to cull the weaker and diseased animals. Some animals are designed to aide mankind with their strength. Some animals serve fossil fuel/modern-day-fuel source purposes. Some animals have been gene manipulated to be bred for domesticated pets. All animals are a food/clothing source for humans.

An animal is not human: no matter what some whacko judge in new york decides. An animal is not a human despite perverted mindsets.

Yeshua created animals and humans.

Only Yeshua decides what constitutes human life.

Humans worshipping animals; and elevating them to godhood, is a religion born of ego. It is an old religion, but it is a twisted mindset. It is inordinate affection.

The heavens and the earth below were designed (and operate) to benefit humanity; they were never meant to be placed above humanity: the things of Earth are important to the smooth operation of life on Earth (everything is intertwined), but planets, stars, galaxies … and Earth, itself, are not designed to be worshipped.

Only Elohei is worthy of worship. 

Yeshua, the Son, is worthy of worship. 

So, tonight, I celebrate Yeshua. 

Creator.

I end this week with intention; to rest my world-weary soul and hand my world-weary thoughts over to Him to sort, and set right.

I light a candle to honor Yeshua (Revelation 22:16); and contemplate the heavenly lights seen through my window; as well as the universe and divers’ galaxies unseen by the naked eye.

I rest, in the awe.

Nobody Like You (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GwlMG1y2i2o)

Blessed that He is also my Husband. 

He designed this planet long before I was a thought. 

Yet, Earth was designed with me on His mind. 

So, tonight, on this evening of 2021; I intentionally set aside the 24 hours of Shabbat to honor my Creator, Savior, and Husband.

I will honor my Creator. 

I will love my Savior. 

And I will bless my Husband. 

My Life is Yours (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dEFFF6nQZGQ)

And He, in turn, dwells with me – and in me – and infuses my spirit with calmness: Yeshua honor, loves, and blesses me.

He surrounds me on every level; and I feel blessedly special 😊

It is good to be loved. 

L’Chiam! ~ To Life!

TRAVELING THURSDAY ~ #1 2021/3 County Hopscotch

This morning I had plans to meet with friends in Naselle, so I figured a little daytrip adventure into the plans 😉

Since I found the little Fellowship last Sunday, I thought I’d change my Daytrip days from Sunday to Thursday: and it worked out well today because the slip I pulled out of my Ambitions Jar this morning fit well into the morning plans I had already arranged 😊

My ambitious adventure today.

Punching the address into the cars GPS system, I checked things out around the house before pulling out of the carport.

There was no new digging under the skirting.

No new digging activity. Good.

And there is one less wasp to be concerned about when I am outside puttering around.

Caught a wasp.

As I was leaving Longview behind in a swirl of road dust, I heard kate and jay laying down more demands and slapping more mandates in place. I don’t even get mad anymore … all the political craziness does is just kick my resolve to do my own thing into higher gear. If mindless lemmings want to get three vaccines and wear three masks to be forced to stay inside for the rest of their lives, I could care less. The mandates are meaningless. The vaccines are worthless (covid is mutating; the vaccines mean nothing). The masks are ridiculous (there is NO scientific proof they do anything but stroke egos). Forked-tongue fauci parrots whatever the obamanites tells him to parrot. And scientists are telling media sources that covid is here to stay. If lemmings want to be slaves to faulty science and political bullshit games, they have the right to do that.

What they do not have the right to do is insist I goose step to their out-of-pitch tune.

I will do my own thing; and skip to my own tune.

Life is too short to be a slave to political whims.

I'm getting on with my life despite kate and jay; and DC political BS.

Tokeland from Heron Pointe - 2 hr.12 mins.

This is basically a sight-seeing daytrip; the Hotel is not open.

I will be visiting friends along the way.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fv2HtvibWhc)

Crossing from Wahkiakum County into Pacific County, I could see the heavy gray clouds were still lingering.

The sun trying to get through the cloud layer as I was arriving at my friend's house. 

My visit with friends, was fun. 

It felt good to have coffee out-of-house. 

It felt good to laugh and talk without censure. 

The day was perfect for a drive along the coast – it was breezy, but not high winds. It was cool, but not chilly. The drive was a long one … but the newness kept me alert and aware: I happily got home safely.

When Bob and I visited Tokeland, it was a brief passing through; and we’d only done that once or twice in all our 44 years together. Both times we were on our way to Westport: once to visit Half Moon Cove in 1995, and more recently in June of 2015 for Westport’s Pirate Daze festival (we were just out for a weekend drive and happened to visit during that particular time).

So, this drive today was a true Solo Lobo Daytrip – I planned the drive, and I planned to actually explore the area.

The area was small. 

But it was something new.

There was an excitement about it, even though there wasn’t much to see or experience.

The laid back drive itself, was the real lure 😉

Tokeland Indian Reservation Land. There were a LOT of bugs hitting the windshield.

(https://www.shoalwaterbay-nsn.gov/)

Tokeland Hotel & Restaurant.

(https://www.facebook.com/TokelandHotel/)

Hotel-Restaurant Background Story Plaque.

The travel booklet write-up on the Hotel did not equal its reality. The write-up stretched things quite a bit.

I passed a road sign that said Grayland was 10 miles away, and Westport was only 14 miles up the road … so I thought, “why not?” Westport is the end of the road on the spit. And 14 miles is really no time at all.

I had passed into another County: Grays Harbor County.

Of course, I found things to “experience” at both places 😉

That took time.

But, the day was still young; I decided to spend the time dinking around before pointing the car’s nose towards home.

Grayland from Tokeland - 15 mins.

Driving along, I spotted a sign pointing left, that indicated a ‘day use’ Park with beach access and hiking trails.

I turned left. 

(https://stateparks.com/grayland_beach_state_park_in_washington.html) 

I drove the entire Park.

All I saw was camp sites – and they were full up.

So, I asked a couple people who were walking their dogs if this was a camping shindig only, and they said, “Yes – only camping”.

I left and aimed for Westport. 

Westport from Grayland - 11 mins.

This lighthouse is not actually on the trail; it's a block or two from the actual Lighthouse Trail which starts at the Park entrance.

(https://www.historylink.org/File/5714)

It's pretty cool ... but a looooooong way from the Ocean. Not sitting above the ocean, like other lighthouses do.

Westport Lighthouse, Park, & Museum. Seems kinda backwards; one would think the lighthouse would be NEARER the Ocean.

The Park there was actually what it said it was. 

Westport Light State Park; hiking trail with wide pavement and benches the entire length.

(https://parks.state.wa.us/284/Westport-Light)

I parked in the parking lot, and exchanged my sandals for my hiking shoes.

I walked along the trail for 3 miles (1½ miles each way).

The trail was paved with a wide cement trail, and there were plentiful benches dedicated to memories of loved ones (captains, fishermen, water lovers) who had passed.

It was really enjoyable: I may make this a repeat 😊

Wild Hyacinths and wild strawberries were blossoming all along the trailhead.

Trailhead Plaque.

Tsunami Warning Plaque; the danger is real. There are evacuation signs everywhere.

The Pacific Ocean at Westport, WA.

The Lighthouse Trail & Half Moon Bay; Westport in the distance.

(https://www.experiencewestport.com/surfing)

Westport's Marine Industry

South Jetty Plaque; fishing and surfing.

Bob and I visited Half Moon Cove in late April/early May of 1995; it was basically a surfer’s cove, with food shacks selling hot dogs and stuff like that – and plank boardwalks running the length of them (maybe 3 or 4 shacks). The terrain was rough with rocky outcroppings with the ocean rushing right over and through them: Bob loved it (so did the cavorting surfers); I didn’t. The ocean with its greedy crashing waves was too close for my comfort. I didn’t even look for it today – that experience with Bob was enough to last me a lifetime. When I think of that visit, I can still see those crashing waves licking up the sand. Clearly. A visit today was not necessary.

(https://www.outdoorproject.com/united-states/washington/westhaven-state-park-half-moon-bay).

If Bob hadn’t screwed up his left knee water-skiing, I’m sure he would have been game to surf. I saw Bob’s knee get wrecked, and I went to the doctor’s office with him in May 1974; he messed it up pretty bad with that last double-triple summersault skiing behind his cousin’s speed boat: That boat was hot! And it was moving, barely kissing the water – and Bob was beautiful to watch. I don’t remember what exactly happened, all I remember was Bob wearing those white cutoff shorts and that dark chestnut tan; with his hair flying out behind him as he flew through the boat waves and flew up into the air to do his twirling triple summersaults. That afternoon, he did a double set – and then he was in the water … and Martin was slowing down and pulling him into the boat, and brought him to the dock. His kneecap was out of place; his knee was ballooning (the bloody watery mess doc drained off his swollen knee was disgusting). He never water skied again, and he always had trouble with that knee swelling up and the kneecap sliding out of place. Sometimes he had to wear a knee brace for a week or so.

Today, I did not drive into the main hub of Westport – I deliberately stayed on the outskirts. Before I left the coastline, I nipped into a gas station and washed the bugs off the windshield: it was thick with ick.

Driving home through Aberdeen; I didn't have to go through town - the crossover road skirted downtown.

Aberdeen from Westport - 27 mins.

Raymond from Aberdeen - 33 mins.

Road work just out of Cosmopolis; this road was built because of a slide in the later 1990's. The whole hillside is collapsing.

Heron Pointe from Raymond - 1 hr.41 mins.

I parked the Highlander in my carport about a half hour later than anticipated, but that’s okay – I felt accomplished anyway. I did the entire loop trip by myself.

Missing Bob – but not teary-eyed.

At a leisurely pace.

Exploratory.

Confidently.

8 hours and 12 minutes; without getting tired.

((((THANK YOU, LORD!))))

 

**Sunday~Funday’s ~ 2021:

#21 – https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/04/sundayfunday-21soul-food-clandestine.html

#20 – The last of the 2020 Sunday~Funday’s – https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2020/09/sundayfunday-20-deep-river-eden-valley.html (plus 10^th thru 19^th SUNDAY~FUNDAY links)

#9 – https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2020_04_27_archive.html (plus 1st thru 8th 2019 SUNDAY~FUNDAY links)**